No Whining Zone

Whining is annoying…

and in my fifties, I have developed a zero tolerance for it.

I hope this doesn’t mean I am growing hard or crusty. I want to be tender. I want to be sympathetic…

But…whining…

no.

I know…we all have our moments. Life is hard, and we need to vent at times.

I vent in a journal with pen in hand. I vent in my prayers to the only One who truly cares or can do anything to help.

Often I need to put my frustration in words, organizing my thoughts. A wordy brain and heart leak can be very therapeutic and productive… if I don’t sit in it.

On the other side of this, we all know those soldier-souls who keep marching through the cold hard situations life unleashes on them…and they never whine…they never complain.

However, some people are chronic whiners. Some personalities are just prone to complain and feel sorry for themselves.

Some generalizations regarding whiners:

In truth, most of us are complainers at some point. We have our moments when we just need to be heard. Whiners do not have moments. They have seasons…long. seasons.

Whiners usually want someone to do something for them. For some it may simply be the need to be heard in the midst of their frustration. For others, they need something they do not have but feel they deserve. They want someone to do or get something for them. Some people just want others to feel sorry for them…to give them the attention they crave.